Blood Arm Conceptualization

The blueprinting begins.

Bones are the innermost layer of most any limb of the human body. If Harper wanted another arm, that's exactly what she needed. A quick glance was given towards her pile of Oricalchum in the corner, the light metal that she had retrieved from Dietrich's adventure. There was more than enough to create the structure of her arm: in the pile was enough for one full item and a little bit left over to spruce up another.

She would need a blacksmith, and already, Harper had someone in mind. With her left hand she struggled to draw, her lines shaky and unstable. It took great time to sketch, and it would take even longer for her to get used to writing with her left hand.

She needed a new arm quickly. The other one hung limply at her side, decomposing from the lack of blood. If she could reach it, it would be gone by now.

So there she sat, blueprinting and listing ideas. A drawing of the structure of the three bones of the arm sat before her, and on the paper beside it, a drawing of the muscles. Her gaze travelled upstairs... she knew exactly what she would do.
(Harper)